Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 107 Really like it, wish you were mine (3 more updates)

Chapter 107: 107 Really like it, wish you were mine (3 more updates)

The makeup room was quiet, but outside, it was chaos.

Noises, music, discussions, applause... all intertwined, seeming to transform into waves, continuously battering Zoe Bell’s fragile and sensitive heart at that moment.

But William Hale leaned in even closer.

He scrutinized her, observing her shock, nervousness, and confusion.

"What, you dare to ask but not to hear the answer?" His gaze was intense and compelling, looking at her, not giving her a chance to escape.

His breath was close, he tilted his head, and lightly nibbled her lips.

Like a nibble,

It made one’s heart flutter and tingle.

"Mr. Hale, please don’t joke with me."

Zoe Bell’s heart raced.

Her gaze wandered, avoiding his.

"I’m very serious." William Hale reached out, gently grasping her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze, his voice deep, "Zoe Bell, don’t hide."

"I’m not hiding."

"Then look at me."

Their eyes met, and he spoke again, "I said I like you—it’s not just for show, nor is it a joke. What I’m saying is true, it’s not just liking..."

"It’s a special kind of liking."

He spoke so earnestly that Zoe Bell no longer doubted his words, the sound of her heartbeat seemingly infinitely magnified in her ears.

Violently shaking her chest.

Perhaps it was her heart beating too fast, a suffocating sensation caused by a lack of oxygen, making her mind a mess.

"You are delicate and sensitive; you must have sensed my feelings for you."

"I don’t want to be fake spouses with you; I truly hope..."

"That you belong completely and only to me."

This was a confession.

Zoe Bell hadn’t expected him to be so direct, her remaining sanity completely washed away by his words.

William Hale remained calm and composed, pulling out a wet wipe from one side, and helping her wipe the lipstick at the corner of her mouth.

He whispered a reminder to her, "It’s time for contestant number 28 to begin; the final results of the competition are about to be announced."

Without soundproofing, the stage announcements could be heard clearly.

Zoe Bell having asked about his phone call indicated that the slow-boil approach was significantly effective.

With the timing just right, William Hale naturally wanted to strike while the iron was hot.

William Hale pulled away, but Zoe Bell still sat at the makeup table, her feet dangling, her small face flushed red, almost unseemly.

He actually...

Really liked her.

William Hale’s kindness toward her was something she had noticed long ago but kept telling herself it was all just for show, not to be taken seriously.

Now hearing these words from him, this feeling finally became tangible to her.

Why her?

And from when did it start?

After their contract marriage,

or had he felt this way about her from the start...

Zoe Bell’s mind was in chaos, but William Hale looked at her, "Is your foot okay?"

"It’s fine."

She slowly got down from the makeup table, feeling somewhat unsteady and unable to stand firmly. William Hale didn’t come over to help her but chuckled softly from the side, causing her to flush red again.

What a mischievous man!

——

Zoe Bell won second place and needed to go on stage to receive the award.

Her leg was a bit painful, but once on stage, she had to present her best appearance, enduring the pain while her heart was tumultuous.

The applause thundered below, and William Hale sat there leisurely pulling out his phone.

Pointing it at her, he took a few photos and uploaded them to the group.

Showing off that his wife had won the award.

Zoe Bell, however, was in a daze, even through the award ceremony and shaking hands with the presenter, and taking photos with the other contestants.

Everyone thought her leg was acting up, so they didn’t think too much of it.

Currently, inside the "Hale Family’s Special Group (Official Edition),"

Old Sir Hale: "Congratulations!"

Aunt Lott: "I always knew Zoe could do it. I was thinking of contacting her before the match but was worried it might make her too nervous."

Wyatt Hale: "Sister-in-law is awesome! Big bro, aren’t you going to send a red envelope to celebrate?"

Everyone: (O_o)??

You really dare to say it!

It was also because William was not in Capital City at the time; otherwise, he would have definitely kicked your butt.

Unexpectedly, William actually sent a red envelope.

Wyatt Hale was scared: "Bro, I was just joking."

William: "I’m in a good mood."

Everyone: "..."

Just because Zoe Bell won the competition, he’s in such a good mood? After all, William is someone who wouldn’t even send a penny in the group during the holidays.

Kevin Bell had already heard about William helping her with her shoes.

He was shaken.

Especially after the award ceremony ended, William immediately went up to support her and said he would accompany her to the hospital. This behavior didn’t seem like an act...

Could it be that he has feelings for her?

Kevin Bell felt a burning rage inside him.

This damn girl before, could she have been deceiving him on purpose?

Given William’s current feelings for her, he would definitely agree to anything she asked, even if it was just lending a hand to save her family company.

There were acquaintances around, who chuckled, "President Bell, your daughter really knows how to handle things; managing to make Mr. Hale bend down to change her shoes personally. You don’t need to ask us for help; just go to your future son-in-law."

"Yes, your good fortune comes later."

"Father and daughter have no overnight grudges, if there are any misunderstandings, just explaining them properly should suffice."

"I feel like Mr. Hale’s affection for your daughter is extraordinary; who knows, she might actually become Mrs. Hale. Don’t forget to invite us for drinks when it happens."

...

Kevin Bell, both anxious and annoyed, smiled on the surface but started cursing in his mind.

What did he say last time, that it was just for fun?

William was clearly head over heels in love.

Good job, you damn girl!

Just as Kevin Bell was about to rush over, he was stopped by Lucas Bell, "Dad, the competition is over; we should be heading home now."

"Move aside, I still have things to do."

"What could you possibly have to do? Let’s go, Mom is waiting at home."

Kevin Bell was dragged away forcefully by Lucas Bell.

Meanwhile, Zoe Bell, already in the car, was sitting on pins and needles.

Having received a definite answer from William, she was surprised; beyond the shock, there was also joy, yet at that moment, she didn’t know how to interact with him.

William, on the other hand, looked utterly composed and at ease.

All she could do was marvel:

His mentality is indeed strong.

Turning her inner world upside down, yet he could remain so calm himself.

So, even though Zoe Bell was skeptical, she dared not ask, as William gave off the vibe that he could walk away at any time.

Taking advantage of him making a work call, Zoe Bell secretly observed him.

She was caught red-handed, and she quickly turned her head to look out the window.

"When you kept staring at me, I didn’t hide or feel embarrassed; now that I look at you, why can’t you meet my gaze?"

"It’s not that I can’t look at you."

He seemed to see right through her inner thoughts and bluntly said, "Don’t doubt it; everything I’ve told you is serious."

Zac Cruz immediately perked up his ears, intrigued. Ever since Zoe Bell came out of the makeup room, it seemed like her soul was hooked. Obviously, she was perturbed.

The boss was thriving in the spring breeze, yet his wife was clearly preoccupied.

What exactly did they talk about?

Zoe Bell looked down at the message from Lucas Bell: "Sis, I’m already home. If your leg hurts, remember to have your brother-in-law accompany you to the hospital."

She hadn’t talked about it, hesitating as she texted him: "I asked him, and he said he likes me."

A moment later, the reply came:

"Congratulations, I wish you both an early childbirth."

Zoe Bell gritted her teeth, you really are my good brother.